After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

After Jiang Shiyuan arrived at Sacred Heart Hospital, he was playing with the pen in his office, but his thoughts drifted back to the conversation he had just had with Fang Lansheng.

"He will definitely recommend a special talent like me to the organization."

"Then I'm one step closer to officially becoming a comrade of the Red Party..." She murmured in a low voice, with a gleam of longing in her eyes.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

"Please come in!"

Nurse Wang pushed the door open and said respectfully, "Doctor Jiang, Mrs. Feng is very upset because of Mr. Feng's condition. You see..."

"Got it, I'll be there right away!" Jiang Shiyuan threw his Parker pen on the table, stood up, straightened his white coat, and walked straight to Mr. Feng's ward.

Jiang Shiyuan quickly searched the original owner's memory and learned that this Mr. Feng was the director of the Confidential Affairs Department of the Jinling National Government.

Due to the complexity of his heart condition, he was transferred directly from Jinling National Hospital for treatment, and the original owner performed surgery on him last week.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard Mrs. Feng's sharp shouts from inside.

"Get out! Get out! You're a bunch of quacks!"

"If Lao Feng dies, I want all of you to be buried with him!"

Jiang Shiyuan frowned slightly and pushed the door open.

"Mrs. Feng, please calm down. Your shouting at the top of your lungs will not help Mr. Feng wake up."

As soon as Mrs. Feng saw Jiang Shiyuan, her originally arrogant attitude suddenly weakened a little, but she still stiffened her neck and spoke in a bad tone.

"Doctor Jiang, when will Old Feng wake up? Can your hospital cure him?"

Jiang Shiyuan walked to the bedside, carefully checked Mr. Feng's condition, and said calmly: "Mr. Feng's heart condition is quite complicated. I remember I told you about this when you were transferred to this hospital."

"Although the operation I performed last week was very successful, whether Mr. Feng can wake up soon still depends on his physical fitness and will to survive."

"So, please be more patient, Mrs. Feng, and trust our professionalism and medical ethics."

"Trust you? Why should I trust you?!" Mrs. Feng slapped the bed excitedly, "If Old Feng doesn't wake up, I will..."

"Mrs. Feng!" Jiang Shiyuan interrupted her sharply, "You are very emotionally unstable right now. If you continue like this, it will not only be detrimental to Mr. Feng's recovery, but it will also cause great harm to your own body."

Mrs. Feng was shocked by Jiang Shiyuan's domineering aura. She was stunned for a moment and her tone softened.

"I... I was just too worried about Lao Feng. Who would have thought that he would just be promoted and then..."

Jiang Shiyuan's tone slowed down slightly, and he said softly, "I know you are worried about Mr. Feng, but you also have to believe that we doctors hope more than anyone else that he can wake up and recover soon."

"After all, doctors are like parents to their children. It is our duty to cure diseases and save lives!"

She thought for a moment and continued, "Don't worry, Mr. Feng is a lucky man and will wake up soon."

"If there's no movement tonight, I'll try a new method to wake him up during my rounds tomorrow!"

Mrs. Feng looked at Jiang Shiyuan's firm and confident eyes, and her originally anxious heart gradually calmed down and she nodded gently.

After dealing with the "medical dispute" involving the grumpy wife of an official, Jiang Shiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

My goodness, it’s really hard to be a Western medicine doctor in the Republic of China!

"Let's go, we should go see Mrs. Du!" She said to Nurse Wang who was no longer deliberately avoiding her.

"Okay, Dr. Jiang."

Compared to the chaos on Mrs. Feng's side, Mrs. Du's side seemed particularly warm and peaceful.

"Doctor Jiang is here!" As soon as Mrs. Du saw Jiang Shiyuan, a kind smile immediately broke out on her originally tired face, as if she had seen her own granddaughter.

"Mrs. Du, how do you feel today?" Jiang Shiyuan walked to the bedside and asked kindly.

"Okay, much better, thanks to you!"

Old Madam Du held Jiang Shiyuan's hand, and the more she looked at this pretty and capable girl, the happier she felt.

"Since you performed the surgery on me, my health has been getting better day by day, and I sleep better at night. It's all thanks to you!"

"You're so polite. This is what I should do." Jiang Shiyuan said with a smile.

"You are too modest, kid!"

Madam Du gave her a reproachful look and said, "You don't know, ever since you came to Sacred Heart Hospital, my old sisters have been envious to death!"

"Everyone says I'm lucky to have found a young and promising doctor like you who performed this world-first surgery on me!"

Jiang Shiyuan felt a little embarrassed by Mrs. Du's praise. Just as he was about to say something, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

"Mother, how are you feeling today? I asked Aunt Wang to make a nourishing stew for you..."

The person who came was Mr. Du, who was holding an exquisite food box in his hand and had a concerned smile on his face.

Before he could finish his words, he saw Jiang Shiyuan standing beside the bed and was stunned for a moment.

"Good morning, Mr. Du!" Jiang Shiyuan bowed slightly and greeted politely.

"Oh, great, great, Dr. Xiao Jiang is here too!"

Mr. Du came back to his senses, smiled and nodded, then walked to the bedside and put the food box on the table.

"Mom, I asked the kitchen to make some ginseng, deer antler and turtle soup. Drink it while it's hot!"

"Oh, my son is still so filial!" Mrs. Du immediately smiled from ear to ear.

Jiang Shiyuan glanced at the exquisite soup bowl in the food box, then looked at Old Madam Du, and frowned slightly.

"Master Du, your soup..."

"Doctor Xiao Jiang, is there something wrong with this soup?" Grandpa Du looked at her puzzled.

"These ingredients and herbs are too hot. Madam Du has just undergone a major operation and is too weak to be nourished. We must use ingredients and herbs with warm nature, and it will be safer to do so gradually." Jiang Shiyuan explained patiently with a smile on his face.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Du looked at Jiang Shiyuan in surprise. He did not expect that she, a western medicine doctor, was also well versed in the art of medicine.

"Abang, why don't you go and bring a chair over for Doctor Xiao Jiang!" Upon seeing this, Old Madam Du hurriedly instructed the servant behind Mr. Du.

"No need, old lady, I'll just stand here!" Jiang Shiyuan waved his hand quickly and said.

"Why are you being so polite to me, kid?"

Madam Du turned to look at her son again and said angrily, "My son, you don't know that Doctor Xiao Jiang is the granddaughter of the great doctor Zhong from the Zhong family in Jinling. Qing Yu Tang is their family's property."

"This superb Chinese medicine skill is inherited from a noble family!"

Upon hearing this, Master Du looked at Jiang Shiyuan with eyes full of admiration and praise. He quickly said, "It turns out that Doctor Jiang is from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. I am so sorry for my disrespect!"

"Mr. Du, you are too kind. I only know a little bit about it. I am far from my grandfather!" Jiang Shiyuan smiled modestly.

"Doctor Xiao Jiang, please stop being so modest!" Grandpa Du said sincerely, "I'll leave my mother's health to you from now on!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Du, I will do my best!" Jiang Shiyuan said solemnly.

"By the way, Doctor Jiang, if it's convenient, could you prescribe a suitable medicinal diet recipe for my mother?"

Uncle Du said earnestly: "We are all rough people and we really don't understand these things. We are afraid that we will make mistakes again and hurt my mother's health."

"No problem, it's my honor!" Jiang Shiyuan agreed readily.

She carefully examined Mrs. Du's pulse again, and then prescribed a warming and nourishing medicinal recipe based on her physical condition.

"Just follow this prescription for recuperation. Simmer the medicinal food over low heat and take it once a day. Seven days is a cycle, and you will be able to recover your vitality soon." Jiang Shiyuan handed the prescription to Master Du respectfully.

"Doctor Xiao Jiang, thank you so much!" Grandpa Du took the prescription with both hands, as if he had found a treasure.

Jiang Shiyuan smiled gently and said, "Mr. Du, you are too polite. This is what I should do!"

Madam Du suggested, "Doctor Jiang, to be honest, my son is already fifty years old this year. He has given birth to many sons, but he has never had a caring little one. We always feel it is a pity."

"If... Xiaoyuan, you also feel that you have a destiny with the Du family, and you don't mind that our Du family is from the underworld, then we sincerely hope to hold a recognition ceremony and formally adopt you as our adopted daughter. This will also be a perfect life."

After hearing this, Master Du immediately clapped his hands and laughed, "Hahaha, mother and son are thinking alike, and the son has the same idea. It's true that no one knows a son better than his mother!"

Although Jiang Shiyuan had expected that Master Du would adopt her as his adopted daughter, she still felt a little flattered.

After all, she was one of the three giants of the Shanghai Green Gang in history. If I were really adopted as her daughter, it would definitely provide some convenience in certain special channels for my future espionage work.

Jiang Shiyuan's face showed a mixture of disbelief and joy, and then he readily agreed very sensibly and politely.

Master Du patted Jiang Shiyuan on the shoulder and promised solemnly: "Xiaoyuan, after your grandmother recovers and is discharged from the hospital, I will start planning this family recognition ceremony!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely make it a grand ceremony and invite all the important people in Shanghai to come and watch!"

"My daughter, Du Sheng, must have the only honor and favor in the whole city of Shanghai!"